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HWI 155

  [Annou: Apparently, someone made a ese transtion of this story and posted it on Qi(dian), a very popur site in a. The title is "Return to Hollywood". Yes, the title has ged as well.

  So I want to crify a few things. The author of this novel is me, Pujimaki, a Filipino born on January 6, 2000. Yes, today is my birthday and this news is a surprising thing, I won't lie...

  Anyway, I only publish my novels on Webnovel, ScribbleHub, RoyalRoad and Questionable Questing, where you read them for free. So if you're reading this on another site, it means this novel is being pirated.]

  Hollywood What If Chapter 155

  The car accelerated and Cameron Diaz blushed as she looked at herself in the rearview mirror. It seemed she didn't o put on any blush because her cheeks were already red.

  She grinned and couldn't help but remember what had happe night. Kazir may have been drunk, but the way he caressed her was satisfying and breathtaking.

  Holy, she slept peacefully after that. It was te when she woke up. The thing was that Kazir had already prepared breakfast for her.

  If there was one disappointing thing, it was that Kazir had told her that he was not ready for a serious retionship. Well, there was nothing to be done... But she would definitely visit him from time to time.

  She wao stay, but she had a movie shoot today. The filming of Charlie's Angels started two weeks ago and she had three ses today.

  Cameron Diaz smiled as she looked at the apartment building for the st time. She hadn't expected this meeting, but she didn't regret it.

  .........

  ......

  ...

  "Charlie's Angels..."

  Kazir Grey lifted his cup and sipped at his home-brewed coffee. He remembered what had happened a few years ago.

  'I tried to buy the chts, but bia Pictures wouldn't agree.'

  Sony-bia was struggling to maintain its status among the Big Six. They need a strong franchise to keep the pany going.

  Charlie's Angels was a TV show that Sony-bia owned and it was a big hit in the '70s. It would be crazy to sell the chts. And even if Sony-bia wao sell the chts of Charlie's Angels, Grey Pictures didn't have enough mo the time.

  The sure way to profit from movies was to make adaptations. Novels, ics, TV series and so on. The fans on these ptforms were already formed, so there was no problem getting the audiehese fans were willing to buy tickets just to see their favorite novels or ics made into movies.

  Charlie's Angels had this factor. So Grey Pictures did not get the chts.

  Well, not everything would go acc to his pn. He was only a director. A person.

  What happened yesterday was also terrible, he was just a person who was affected by his mother's hurtful words. If there was ohing he liked, it was having fun with Cameron Diaz.

  'I didn't mean it, but I guess I'm still a guy.'

  In fact, Kazir Grey is just a simple man. He feels pain, happiness, sadness, and joy.

  "The world does not revolve around me..."

  He sighed. As a man, he khat he would make so many mistakes, no matter how much he tried to avoid them, such was the life of a man.

  All he could do was face the obstacles and overe them. If that wasn't enough, he had to destroy them so that they wouldn't e babsp;

  'I wonder if I have the strength to do that.'

  He got up ao the shower. His legs were quite shaky after a long session st night.

  'Good thing I never skipped leg days.'

  He would be lying if he said he was not depressed. He was damn depressed. His mother basically told him that she hated Kazir's existence because of the name she gave him.

  He didn't know what happeo his mother, but she was certainly not a good person. He's not going to sympathize with her, not after what she did to their family.

  'A she has the audacity to talk to me about helping her daughter, wow.'

  The water poured over his body, cooling his mind.

  That day was like any other, he was attending a meeting about the promotion of John Wick at Paramount headquarters.

  The meeting was going well when Kazir Grey and Brad Grey received a text message at the same time.

  "OpeV!"

  Brad Grey announced.

  On the s orter talking about the test happenings in Hollywood.

  The two Greys listened as the repossiped about the retionship between Kazir Grey and Cameron Diaz.

  The pictures were on the s. Although the resolution was not good, every person could reized the people in the pictures.

  "Kazir... Are you dating Cameron?"

  Brad Grey asked. This situation could be good or bad. He thought that Kazir Grey and Reese Witherspoon were in a retionship.

  If this situation turned bad, it might affect the performance of John Wick, which would be released in a week.

  "We are not dating. Something happe night and things went that way."

  "Care to expin?"

  "Sorry, it's a private thing."

  Brad Grey narrowed his eyes.

  "Then you expect Paramount to i in your movie now? What if this sdal bees big? It will affect John Wick!"

  Paramount would never i in a movie that would make them a ive profit.

  "I know... I have an idea."

  Kazir didn't like this kind of hype, but it seemed he had no choibsp;

  'Now I'm starting to realize that I'm not that strong. One mistake could e my career.'

  "I will tact Cameron. Maybe we use this situation to our advantage.

  "All right."

  Brad Grey nodded.

  "What about Reese Witherspoon? She's not going to give us any trouble, is she?"

  "We made our retionship clear from the beginning. We're just friends, I don't think she'll be affected."

  Kazir got up and opened his pho was a good thing that he had exged tact with Cameron Diaz. At least he could call her now.

  -- Hello? Kazir, thank God. I heard what happened. Will this affeovie?

  "Cameron, you do me a favor a me at Paramount headquarters? Please bring yent, I want to talk business."

  He hated the idea of using love for promotion, but that didn't mean he wouldn't use it.

  'Hehe, I'm a fug hypocrite.'

  Well, he is just a human being. No one is perfe the first pbsp;